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This was in one of my news letters from TIAS. Please read and maybe you can help as it concerns one of our own Michiganders.

The Aviators
Seven World War II Navy aviators' remains have been recovered from the side of a volcano in the Aleutian Islands.

They were aboard a twin-engine PBY-5A amphibious reconnaissance aircraft when it was shot down June 14, 1942 on Kiska Island, which Japanese forces occupied during part of World War II. The crash site was at the 2,750 ft level of the northwest face of Kiska Volcano.

"It is of the utmost importance that we find these families, because our mission is to make sure no stone is left unturned in resolving these cases," said Navy Lt. Robert Sanchez, with the POW/MIA Branch of the Navy Personnel Command in Memphis, TN.

According to military records, an American search team first found the wreckage in 1943 and buried the crewmen in a common grave at the crash site.

Attempts were also made in 1946 and 1947 to recover the remains, but heavy snow prevented the search team from reaching the site. An associate professor of biology at a university in Canada found the wreckage site while doing research on the island in 2001. The crash site had a cross with the words "Seven U.S. airmen."

The Navy is still trying to find family members for two of the crewmen whose remains were found at Kiska, in order to return them for proper burial with honor.

The two crewmen are:

Robert F. Keller
Birthday - 15 Jan 1918,
Birthplace - Denver, CO
Next of Kin - Nellie C. Keller (Mother)

Robert A. Smith
Birthday - 06 Aug 1916
Birthplace - Glen Dive, MT
Next of Kin - Arthur Ray Smith (Father)

John Cloe, a historian for the Alaskan NORAD Region and Alaskan Command at Elmendorf Air Force Base, Alaska listed the crew members in his book, "The Aleutian Warriors," a History of the 11th Air Force and Fleet Wing 4.

Cloe's account of the mission is in this book, with information coming from the naval history of Patrol Air Wing 4. The pilot and crew headed into the flak-filled skies over Kiska and their plane was hit by Japanese anti-aircraft fire. The records say the plane suddenly came apart in a violent explosion and pieces of burning metal fluttered down to the hillside below. Cloe said Pilot Davis was the last casualty of what was called the Kiska Blitz, the consistent bombing of Japanese targets in Kiska Harbor.

The recovery team consisted of nine specialists who used DNA from a maternal line blood sample to compare DNA from a bone fragment of a deceased service member. This comparison can lead to the identification of remains and is used in 50 percent of the cases. Family members of unaccounted-for service people are encouraged to submit a reference DNA sample to go on file.

Records indicate there are more than 78,000 Americans unaccounted for from World War II, 8,100 from the Korean War and 1,800 from the Vietnam War. There are also 120 service members missing from the Cold War and one from the Persian Gulf War.

If you have information that will help track down the families of these two WWII crewmen, please contact Lt. Robert V. Sanchez toll free at 1-800-443-9298, by e-mail at robert.v.sanchez@navy.mil or by fax a 901-874-8854 DSN 882.

(Answers given by elementary school age children to the following questions. )

Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We're related.
2 . God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.

What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What's the difference between moms and dads?
1. Moms work at work & work at home, & dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on her back

Dad noticed it missing on February 17, 2004 from his barn in Ithaca, Michigan and reported it stolen to the Michigan State Police (Ithaca Post). According to the officer, there had been a rash of stolen weathervanes, globes, and lightning rod reported stolen in the surrounding area in the last couple of weeks. Dad's weathervane is described as a "James" antique figural iron and hollow bodied tin cow form weathervane with cone top and pierced directional arrow reading "James". I would consider the weathervane to be very good to excellent condition. It was complete with all parts and no real structural damage. At the time it was stolen it was painted black with the cow painted black and white to resemble a holstien cow, however, the paint may have been altered by the person who stole it. The weathervane also has a cone at the bottom where the attachment mechanism is. I do not have a picture, but found and down loaded a picture from the internet that looks exactly like it, except the fletcher (feather) part of the arrow is missing. Dad's was complete without damage. However, I don't know how to e-mail pictures. Could you e-mail me your mailing address so I could send it to you? Thank you again Rebecca, your help means so much to my family.

Please e-mail or call me at (989) 875-8641 if you need any more information. Sincerely Theresa Wetzel

Lovely Rose at 87

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and
challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I
stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at
me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi
handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I
give you a hug?"

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and
she gave me a giant squeeze.

"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get
married, and have a couple of kids..."

"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her
to be taking on this challenge at her age.

"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm
getting one!" she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
chocolate milkshake.

We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we
would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always
mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she
easily made friends wherever she went.

She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed
upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football
banquet.

I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and
stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared
speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone
and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent
and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order
so let me just tell you what I know."

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop
playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and
achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.
You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.

We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and
don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If
I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do
anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability.
The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather
for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those
with regrets."

She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in
our daily lives.

At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun
all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute
to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too
late to be all you can possibly be.

The other day, a gentlemen at a store in a small town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farm house in the adjoining county. He asked me a rhetorical question.

"Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?"
I replied, "I did have a drug problem when I was a kid growing up on the farm. "

I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.

I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.

I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher. Or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen sink if I uttered a profane four letter word. (I do know what Lye soap tastes like.)

I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.

I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline or chop some firewood! And if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the wood shed.

Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior today, in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack or heroin, and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America might be a better place to live in today."

A warrant has been issued for the arrest of Eric S. Jones with regard to passing a fraudulent check for over $4,400.00, at an auction in Bloomington, Illinois. Eric Jones failed to appear in court and is wanted on a $30,000.00 bail. Jones has dark hair, brown eyes, medium height and is recognizable by a large cavity on the side of hid head. He frequently wears a bandana. He is known to associate with Vickie Brown. Brown has dark hair, brown eyes and sharp facial features. Jones drives a green 1995 Chevy Blazer with Illinois license plates 3983908. They both frequent auctions, antique shows and operate on E-bay under the name "2antiquey". They also operate under the name Generation Antiques in Peoria, Illinois.

Anyone with information regarding the whereabouts of Eric S. Jones should contact Detective Ficek at the Bloomington Police Department, Bloomington, Illinois (309) 434-2700 or (309) 434-2374.

Please don't let this happen to you or a fellow auctioneer. All of your help is appreciated.

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Thanks St. Jude for Kids Donators & Bidders... You made our auction a GREAT success!!!

Beware Check Fraud... buys Silver... leaving a trail of bad checks throughout MI / OH / IN / TN

Great Song and Dance... says he'll make it good "Money Order in the mail"... Still have not received it... Now does not answer any of my phone calls..

A BIG thanks for all who attended our auction this week... Thanks to my Mom and family for the cake... thanks to my sister Sherry for the good luck plant... and thanks to the Morrison family for the friendship plant.... Phyllis & Ron for the Chocolate Cherry Cream Cheese cake... Tom and I truly want to thank all for the "Congratulations" from everyone and the effort that everyone made to make an appearance to our auction. We are truly blessed with family and friends....

2003 News Items have been edited .... We have down sized this portion of "The Bid Call" to only the Highlights....

Both the lake and park are named in honor of Sakakawea, the 16-year-old woman who accompanied the Lewis and Clark Expedition in 1805-1806 on their search for a water route to the Pacific Ocean. The name "Sakakawea" (sa-ka'-ka-we-a) comes from the Hidatsa language meaning "Bird Woman." In other parts of the country, she is known as Sacagawea. A member of the Shoshone tribe, she had been captured by a raiding party around the turn of the century. Sometime in 1804, the French-Canadian trapper, Toussaint Charbonneau, who lived among the Mandan and Hidatsa near the mouth of the Knife River, purchased Sakakawea as his wife.

The Lewis and Clark Expedition constructed their 1804-1805 winter camp, Fort Mandan, near the Knife River Indian villages and hired Charbonneau to serve as an interpreter on the expedition's westward journey. It was at Fort Mandan that winter that Sakakawea gave birth to her first child, Jean Baptiste Charbonneau, or "Pomp." Two months later, on April 7, 1805, the expedition continued its journey west, accompanied by Charbonneau and Sakakawea, who carried her young son on a cradleboard.

While it was Charbonneau who had been officially hired as an interpreter, Sakakawea's presence proved invaluable to the expedition. In western Montana, the Corps encountered a Shoshone camp led by Chief Cameahwait, Sakakawea's brother. The expedition obtained horses and guides from the Shoshone to make their treacherous journey over the Rocky Mountains.

The presence of a young woman and child also signaled to the various tribes encountered along the way that the expedition was peaceful.

On the journey home, Charbonneau, Sakakawea and Pomp returned to the Hidatsa village at the mouth of the Knife River, where the trapper was paid $500 for his services. Later, Clark was to write Charbonneau, "Your woman who accompanied you that long dangerous and fatiguing rout to the Pacific Ocian and bak diserved a greater reward for her attention and services on that rout that we had in our power to give her." (these are not misspelled words as they are quoted directly from the writings)

The Lewis and Clark Expedition camped near the park on both their journey west and on their trip home. On April 9, 1805, the expedition camped on the north side of the Missouri River, about 15 miles above what was then the mouth of Snake Creek. On August 13, 1806, on their way back to St. Louis, they again camped near the mouth of the Snake. Due to the changing course of the Missouri River and the creation of Lake Sakakawea, many of the Lewis and Clark campsites, including those near the park, are now underwater.

Accompanied by her infant son, Sacagawea set out with the expedition for the west. Her memory of Shoshone trails proved valuable, according to some sources; according to others, she did not serve as a guide to the trails so much as to useful foods and medicines along the way. Her presence as an Indian woman with a baby helped to convince Indians that this party of whites was friendly. And her translation skills, however indirect from Shoshone to English, were also invaluable at several key points.

The only woman on the trip, she also cooked, foraged for food, and sewed, mended and cleaned the clothes of the men. In one key incident recorded in Clark's journals, she saved records and instruments from being lost overboard during a storm.

Sacagawea was treated as a valuable member of the party, even given a full vote in deciding where to spend the winter of 1805-6, though at the end of the expedition, it was her husband and not she who was paid for their work.

When the expedition reached Shoshone country, they encountered a band of Shoshone. Surprisingly, the leader of the band was Sacagawea's brother.

Twentieth century legends of Sacagawea have stressed -- most scholars would say falsely -- her role as a guide in the Lewis and Clark expedition. While she was able to point out a few landmarks, and her presence was enormously helpful in many ways, it's clear that she did not herself lead the explorers in their cross-continental journey.

After the Expedition
On returning to the home of Sacagawea and Charbonneau, the expedition paid Charbonneau with money and land for the work of Sacagawea and himself.

A few years later, Clark apparently arranged for Sacagawea and Charbonneau to settle in St. Louis. Sacagawea gave birth to a daughter, and shortly after died of an unknown illness. Clark legally adopted her two children, and educated Jean Baptiste (some sources call him Pompey) in St. Louis and Europe. He became a linguist and later returned to the west as a mountain man. It is unknown what happened to the daughter, Lisette.

The PBS' website on Lewis and Clark details the theory of another woman who lived to 100, dying in 1884 in Wyoming, who has long been identified mistakenly as Sacagawea.

Evidence for the early death of Sacagawea include Clark's notation of her as dead in a list of those who were on the journey.

Mike Furlo and the Furlo auction team was commissioned to auction off "The Whitefish Bay Furniture" store do to a drive through that took out the front window/ doorway and damaged the store to the center...

On March 15th and 16th Tom and I took an adventure to Sault St. Marie, MI. We started at 3:00 in the morning completing our tasks at home before we left to a great sun shining day trip to the great north land of the U.P. The staff was friendly... on their toes ... easily identified by their gear wear... easy check in systems...and the bid calling was fast and precise... the bidding was intense.... the following are only a few photos of Mike and his staff.... GOOD JOB MIKE!

We had so much fun that Tom and I decided to stay for the second day.... And we had just as much fun!

After a hardy breakfast buffet at the Studebaker restaurant... the staff there was exceptionally friendly and "prompt" also...

we enjoyed the towns quiet morning and viewed both nature's and man made scenery.... and then back to the AUCTION

The crew and bidders were still in good form from the start to the end.... and after this long day of performance they still had to drive home...

On March 13th, 2003, I had the privilege and honor to act as auctioneer for this special group of ladies... This event took place at the Boathouse on the Old Mission Peninsula. All money raised went to help the Children of Eastern School.

The theme was the "YaYa Sisterhood", Decorations from Tiara's used as their bid numbers to table tents with famous or obscure sayings from famous and not so famous women... The Absentee Bidding was competitive .. Wall to Wall Silent Bid Items to bid on.... Choices from Jewelry to Children of Eastern Schools Paintings...Good tasting and never ending entree's was served with efficient staff of the "Boat House".Live Bids included Red Wings Hockey Tickets, Beach Day, A Day in Downtown TC, Trip to Mackinaw Island, A Ring, Plus Several More Items...

I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon.

Or when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,

Some Photo Fun from our auction on March 1st, at the American Legion Hall in TC!

Well another year well done by the members of the MSAA board. They successfully filled every waking hour with information that we can use to improve our auction business. I took lots of photos, notes, and met many auctioneers that gave out good advice and their friendship.

It all started at the Weber Inn on January 29th, 2003, Tom and I arrived just in time for the board meeting. Then went right into the first seminar on improving our bid call. Bill Sheridan was to be the speaker at this event but earlier that week his father passed on. Our sympathies to the Sheridan Family. Art Smith, Ed King, and Doug Heuker took over the task and gave an inspiring session... Then off to our rooms (some of us) for a good night sleep as we needed it for the next day.

The Second day started with the arrival of Bill Sheridan, and Larry McCool both fine speakers and talented. Their excellent inspirational stories, and ideas on auctioneering, along with their handouts. were beneficial to all of us. The day ended at 10:00 pm with the Bid Calling Contest and the Fun Auction.

The next day was filled with Larry McCool, Steve Proffitt and a membership board meeting followed by a Presidential Awards Banquet and a St. Jude auction.

Be sure to click on the photo section to see some of the very best top notch auctioneers in Michigan and in the United States.

As 8 year old Shadow was standing on a step ladder taking her turn at washing the dishes (my turn to dry)... I asked her what her New Years Resolution was..... After several minutes of explaining what a New Years Resolution was.....

What a great idea.... Everyone always takes on the same old "I am going to quit smoking" or "Lose Weight" or "Stop Swearing" you get the drift..... Any way this year why not promise something that you want to do!! Like play Video Games! Go on a train ride! Go fishing more often! Read more books! Visit mom & dad more often! Go to more Auctions! Eat Chocolate! (ok so I am getting carried away)!

I decided on visiting more auctions to observe auctioneers to improve my skills... by observing I will learn what to do or what not to do... (plus I love auctions)

So Web land people I am asking this from all of you out there .. If you have a favorite auctioneer please send me his or her name and where email at auctioneer@aaauctionservice.com .... I am always looking for something to improve myself and if you like the way an auctioneer does the things that they do.... then maybe I would too! So help me out... help you out... and lets have some fun this year!!

Looking back, it's hard to believe that we have lived as long as we have.
As children we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Our parents placed us in flimsy car seats of canvas and even put us in "car beds" that sat untethered on the back seat of the vehicle.

Riding in the "rumble seat" or the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
Our baby cribs were painted with bright colored lead based paint. We often chewed on the crib, ingesting the paint.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes we had no helmets.
We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgotten to install brakes. After running into the bushes a few times we learned to solve the problem.

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day.

If you "called" for a playmate it was usually by going under his bedroom window and yelling his name.

We played "cowboys and Indians" and "Cops and Robbers".
Our homes were heated with pipes that were insulated with asbestos covering held in place by metal bands.

In science class we took a copper penny and rubbed it in mercury with our bare fingers and made it shine like a dime.

We cast soldiers from lead often recycled from "dead" car batteries.
We played dodge ball and sometimes the ball would really hurt.

We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank sugar soda, but we were never overweight; we were always outside playing.

Most football and baseball games were on sand lots without parental interference.

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.

Some students weren't as smart as others so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade.
That generation produced some of the greatest risk-takers and problem solvers. We had the freedom, failure, success and
responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all!!!

Hi Becky,
We gave out before the closing bell, but everyone was happy with how things turned out.
You were for sure the best person for the job. Even the small items brought something… sometimes the best prices, like the
cookie jar. [Editors note: Shawnee Muggsy Cookie Jar]
It was maddening when Cxxxxxy [Editors note: reference to another auction co.] turned up their noses at much of what the Bagans had. I knew it had value and would sell.
But only because you and your crew were willing to fuss with it.
Dick and Freda called it a successful sale. Pleasing Dick was as great accomplishment. Thanks for that.

We should have had the Rototiller tuned up and sold it another way …anyway someone got a great deal
I noticed a piece that we think went with it was left outside. It looked like a plow blade to me. The
husband of the couple that bought the old stove told me he had no idea what they were going to do with it because it was his wife's purchase. Probably got caught up in the excitement.

We go to Rico's often, but we had to come back home to G.R. yesterday.
They do lots of good for the community. We need more people like them.

Thanks for all your effort,

Donna & Harley Wagner

Wayne Bancroft's 18th Annual Consignment Auction which has been sometimes referred to as the Shipshewana of the North is always held the third Saturday of April.

Rain, Shine, Snow, Sleet, or just plain Yucky weather the auction goes on just as smooth as can be with the organizational talents of Wayne's family members and employees.

Everyone was prepared in Flannels or Carharts to combat the cold breeze that was briskly sweeping through the 5 plus acre farm field.

Wayne started the auction with his auction announcements ... introduced the help.

Before the bid calling began a locally talented young girl singing the Star Spangled Banner started the days event.

Auctioneers Wayne, Brother Ron & Becky holding the microphones so this young girl's voice could be heard throughout the area.

Items sold were tractors, farm implements, recreational vehicles, lawn mowers, bikes, household, an old "1960's" concession wagon, hay, lumber etc.... anything and everything was sold.

This years convention was in Frankenmuth, MI, located just a little South of Saginaw. A fine German town known for their rich German architecture and cuisine. Most of us stayed at the Bavarian Inn Lodge and Conference Center. The lodge is located just past the Wooden Covered Bridge. This is a place for Business and Family fun through and through. Our conference area was both convenient and roomy for the Auction attendees and vendors. The families could be entertained in the "family fun center" which had three pools, whirlpools, and a very LARGE game room. Also a separate area for strictly adults. I personally watched a lot of Andy of Mayberry and I Love Lucy shows that I don't get to see at home.

Now, getting back to the convention which is were the auctioneers spent most of their time both night and day. The first day speakers on Real Estate including a round table discussion. The second day was educating material for contracts and auctioning 101 things that you learn but forgot. And the Last days dynamic speaker was Wallace G. Stadtfield, which touched on good speech. And the rest of the day spent on updating our technical skills (computer / photo) experience. All speakers were some of the best that the MSAA have brought to us. Every speaker made the routine of our continuing education FUN.

It wasn't all work though on our second night was our fun auction and bid calling contest with all proceeds going to several areas in the MSAA organization.

Friday night was the Presidents Banquet where awards in advertising were handed out. All American Auction Service won two 1st place awards in Advertising,

Selling a porcelain doll for St. Jude

Receiving

the

awards

Also the St. Judes auction took place that night. this was the night that Jerry P. Cole

handed over the gavel and presidency to his successor Ed. King. All of the members of the MSAA want to thank Jerry for an excellent job as president, many ground breaking events were started in his year as president that will make the auctioneers history books. Jerry now serves the board as Chairman of the Board.